Thursday, October 13, 2011

war

War has bright explosions. The mighty roar of the enemy guns. Man maid thunder as the jets fly over the sky. Screams of pain as our comrades fall. Hurtling bodies that lay on the ground. The clanking of the solders running. Thump, thump, thump as the mortars fire. Raining steal as the bombs explode. Rockets red glair as they soar through the sky. No were to run, no were to hide, you got to kill to stay alive. Will we live to fight another day. You since that someone's watching you, you look behind and no ones there.

1 comment:

  1. There is an underlying paranoia in the voice your your piece, which works well with your subject. Very nice description!

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